Jake La Botz
Sing This to Yourself and Other Suggestions for a Personal Apocalypse
Charnel Grounds
Jake La Botz has released “the most depressing album ever.” I made sure of it. At the end of “Hungry Again,” your heart hurts for more and La Botz obliges you. Each song is another miserable, unfortunate, lonely day in his personal apocalypse.
Make no mistake; there is a difference between Ryan Adams’ “Voices” and La Botz’s “The Devil Lives in My Throat.” While Adams is crying and wallowing, La Botz is rolling around in it. Although there is pain and suffering, La Botz teaches us that depression is both necessary and, generally, temporary. We must feel this way in order to feel alive! So rather than feel sorry for himself, he urges others to revel in that pain until it’s gone. La Botz hopes that Sing This to Yourself and Other Suggestions for a Personal Apocalypse will be “a comfort to those who are struggling.”
Oooh, it hurts so good.
He’s waist-deep in his third tour of performing at tattoo parlors across the country. If that’s not enough to get you googling “Jake La Botz,” you don’t have a soul.
Who he reminds you of: Tom Waits if he was only allowed to use a guitar.
Jake La Botz: http://www.jakelabotz.com
